NAPOWRIMO Day #26

Today’s prompt:

Write a poem including the words ‘favorite’ and ‘electric’.

Post your poem to comments!

Reminders
Please read the NaPoWriMo page for details on how the challenge works, how to comment,  and how you can participate this month, no matter what your personal writing challenge is for the month of April. Remember that work shared this month is shared in precisely that spirit: sharing, as opposed to critiquing.

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Posted on April 26, 2016, in NaPoWriMo. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. – Following NPWM Site prompt

    Destiny is pulling, calling me towards my prime,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, driving me away from the dark,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, dragging me towards a harp,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, pleading for me to feel the strings,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, guiding me towards my art,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, placing a flame to old lies,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, lighting a candle for the demised,
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

    Destiny is pulling, pulling me towards the path of my heart.
    Destiny is pulling, pulling on the Heart!

  2. Her favorite thing,
    Used to be to dance
    Now she never does
    Instead she hides

    She used to always sing
    Now she never does
    Instead she never speaks

    She used to laugh
    Now she never does
    Instead she only cries

    She used to seek love
    Now she never does
    Instead she seeks loneliness

    She has isolated herself
    Because she cannot trust,
    Anyone but herself
    Because the ones she loved
    And those she thought loved her
    Stomped on her dreams
    Because they were not realistic
    They didn’t make sense

    They didn’t understand
    She tried to show them
    But they wouldn’t listen
    They ridiculed her
    They outcast her
    Because she didn’t conform
    To what they said was right
    So now they’ve shattered her ideals
    Abandoned her to darkness

    But there is a whisper
    Not of her dying electric fan
    Not of her buzzing, dim light bulb
    But a whisper, soft, gentle
    Coaxing her to stand
    To rise above the standard she’s set
    To recover faith
    Not in others
    But in herself,
    And more importantly
    In the Light
    So she listens to this voice
    Follows this guiding Light
    And has become more
    Than she ever dreamed before

    She used to listen to what the world says
    Now she never does
    Instead she listens to the Light

  3. Alicia-Juliet

    STATIC

    My favorite electric is static,
    rubbing balloon is the technique.

    *this was my shortest (and funniest) poem ever!! 😀

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